Hucci - Splash lyrics

H to the Izzo (good)(x?) Okay I woke up this morning, time to get this money Ya'll n***as was yawning and I'd made about 20 I got young boys on that corner, I call what you got for me He say I done moved the whole thing, couple rocks all I got on me I say yeah n***a it's go, he say yeah n***a we on I said I be on my way, break a brick down in all zones And I got work, I got work And I got pills, and I got purp And I got goons that's on my team And they gon' k** like I got murked I got a a bad b**h in my Chevy Selling Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo I got that Justin Bieber please believe it A quarter million hangin' on my collar A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag) Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac) Hammers and the f**ing vogues I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**in hoes (hah) Hold on wait a minute You got the realest and the richest n***as in the building Feel me? Ho n***a wanna knock you off Hate the way a n***a love to ball Art of war, common law Straight k**er thats mama fault Dope boy in my DNA Straight chips, Frito Lay 8 clips, ay Jose Hector my amigo straight Don't want no beef, I may crack your taco I'm screaming rest in peace, Griselda Blanco I got that Justin Bieber please believe it I (h)ate that p**y can you keep a secret Benzo on 4's n***a, countin' all my hoes n***a That's all I knows n***a, that's all y'all hosed n***a I got a a bad b**h in my Chevy Selling Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo I got that Justin Bieber please believe it A quarter million hangin' on my collar A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag) Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac) Hammers and the f**ing vogues I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**in hoes (hah) I'm ridin' clean, I'm f**ing hoes I'm f**in' hoes, I'm ridin' clean n***as sellin' that China white f** around with that Yao Ming Bad b**h and she talk dirty Talk dirty, her mouth clean I was sellin' that white sh** Ya'll n***as have boy scout dreams Spend Iguodala on my Rolly Young n***a ball like Kobe Riding round me and Chino And my young n***a Goldie Hot whips you ain't seen though Limo thats my Rolly Two-eleven on yo b**h Turn yo head she stolen My neck look like a light show My pocket, they need lipo I stand tall, no Eiffel And them goons go wherever I go Ya'll n***as p**y like dyke hoes All we know is get paid n***a I ball hard like LeBron James And Rozay D-Wade n***a I got a a bad b**h in my Chevy Selling Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo I got that Justin Bieber please believe it A quarter million hangin' on my collar A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag) Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac) Hammers and the f**ing vogues I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**in hoes (hah)